Drowning (Writing Drabble)
Water surrounds me as I fall in slow motion. Sailing was the worst idea today, since this storm would likely kill me. The waves bat against my face, filling my lungs with saltwater and causing a burning sensation. My skin grows softer and wrinklier as the seconds drag by. Shock settles in and I start to fight for my life. Thunder roars over my head, and lightning flashes in my eyes as I struggle to keep myself over the waves.
I know it won't be long before my demise, but I'm going to fight this storm until my last drowning breath. Ten seconds pass, and I see red and green lights gleam from faraway. So close to life. So.....close.....
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